The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1887-07-26

Her Visit to Cuba This Time, and
Not Husband Hunting.

SAEhr uio 1LSN'J GUY IL, tOos.
Dear Bazoo.
1 suppose some of my friends are
beginning to wonder what has be-
come of me, and whether the adver-
Using power of the BAzoo is so
strong that / have been caught up by
the husband l sought, and whirled
away to some other planet. Any such
apprehension can be dispensed with
however, for l have not been so far
away, beside the object for which [
advertised had nothing to do with
my going, 1 am coming back to
Sedalia for him, in my opinion there
are no men to be found any
where to compare favorably with
the men in and about our own fair
Sedalia. Besides, thanks to the
BAzoo's kindness and value, the
verbal, though not the written bargain
has been made for some time.
But that was not what | started to
tell; three weeks ago tonight, l
arranged my travelling apparatus,
settled damages incurred by weeks
sojourn at the New Gayosa" of this
city and
STARTED TOWARD THE TROPICS.
The prospect was not a pleasing
one; my courage seldom takes a
position in the rear, when required
in the front ranks, but there are
characters / had much rather
meet at close range at this
season of the year. than old Phoebus,
his smile, particularly in the tropics,
is little too genial, it is sufficiently
bland in this latitude, but on more
than one occasion, while farther south,
/ was constrained to believe that the
"boss" of the solar system had con-
cieved the idea that | would make
choice morsel If fried to a crisp
brown. But again to my subject. /
started south as 1 say, on the 9th day
of June, at $50 a. m. on the Missis-
sippi Valley railroad, and arrived at
New Orleans at IL m. of the next
day, drove to the Windsor hotel on
St. Charles avenue, retired, and slept
soundly until eight o'clock next
morning. After partaking of a
most substantial breakfast, my
time being limited, 1 proceeded at
once to West End part, on Lake
Ponchatrain, and embarked on the
steamer "Leda" for Havana, Cuba.
Details would be harassing, per-
haps, besides so many descriptions of
ocean voyages are given, that the
majority of those who read this are
generally familiar with them.
Every one knows that steamer
must have captain, crew, and usu.
ally passengers, some of whom habit
ually,
GRUMBLE AND COMPLAIN
at everything on land and sea, some
get sea-sick, and excite your tenderest
pity, while others, among whom you
can reckon your correspondent,
thoroughly enjoy everything,
from good dinner, a view
from the pilot house, or any
thing else the opportunity offers.
Our voyage was pleasant, and un-
eventful. A few hours took us east
ward along the lake coast, across
Mississippi sound, and out into the
open gulf. Here it was hard to conceive
the possibility of the heat we had
suffered from a few hours previously
being real. / remember but one
cause for feeling of regret, as in
hailed the saluhrious breeze, which
was that / could not breathe enough
of it to last me the remainder of my
days. We landed at Apalachacola a
few hours on the second day after
leaving New Orleans, and three days
later, on the evening of Sunday, July
3rd, we landed at. HAVANA.
1t was the first time ] had ever left
my native land behind me, and /
think / never before realized fully
what love for my country was. How
true it is that that which we dearly love
becomes doubly precious to US by sep
aration. We do not appreciate our
blessings until We see them fading
from our sight, and when near mid
night ofJuly 3rd, l reflected that over
the
AND BREADTH OF AMERICA,
her free.born sons would soon begin
to celebrate her birthday, and with
the birth of liberty, patriotism
warmed within my heart as it had
never done before. My thoughts
turned backward, and coming back
from revolutionary struggle, L
suddenly remembered that I
l was near where General Lopez gave
up his life for freedom. / repaired